"You're here?" There was an empty sound in the deep bamboo sea, melodious and melodious, not knowing where it started, and where it ended.

"I'm coming!" the old man replied indifferently, his gaze seemed to penetrate the entire bamboo sea, casting it to the far east. "He's not there yet, is he?" asked the old man.

The empty voice sounded again: "He will soon be able to stay here for twenty years!"

"Your Excellency, it's been a hard work," the old man bowed deeply to the empty sea of bamboo.

"It doesn't matter, although Chen'er's body is different, after all, it is Yue'er's biological flesh and blood. Poor Yue'er was wiped out because of this incident, and this gentleman swore to destroy the dragon in this life, not an old thief!" A figure quietly appeared in the bamboo sea. But seeing this person's silver-haired and plain shirt, his face was as cold as ten thousand years of ice. A jade flute is inserted diagonally into the waist, and there is no embellishment around the body.

"Zhu Lao, you have never known Chen'er in your life, but you have done much more for him than me, even if you have been withering for twenty years, it is nothing, after all, this gentleman is his own grandfather. The Demon Lord stepped forward and stood upright.

"Hehe, Zhu Lao? too, I have endured humiliation and secretly lived for twenty years, and even I almost forgot who I am. Zhu Lao smiled and said.

"What, do you have any other identity?" the Demon Lord asked in surprise.

"Your Majesty, I had to hide my identity from you back then, please forgive me. Zhu Lao apologized and continued: "The old man's real name is Makino. ”

"Are you the Shepherd, weren't you the night twenty years ago..."The Demon Lord didn't say the word for death, waiting for Zhu Lao's words to be revealed.

"The rebel son is not filial, and his desire is difficult to fill, and he colludes with that dragon and not an old thief to murder me. coincided with the return of Chuan'er and the others, and he died fighting to protect me, and Yue'er and I were seriously injured. I wanted to go with Chuan'er, but Yue'er was about to give birth, so I took Yue'er to escape desperately and hid in the mountains. You'll find out what happened next. Zhu Lao said calmly, but he couldn't hide the pain and loneliness in his eyes.

"I see, your rebel son is afraid that his master will blame him for not doing things well, so he said that. "The Demon Lord knows.

The two were talking about the old thing, and suddenly there was a strong spiritual power fluctuation in the east, and the demon lord quietly disappeared. The figure was slightly hidden, and a dazzling golden light came from the eastern sky, like a sharp sword cutting through the night sky and instantly descending on the bamboo sea.

The golden light disappeared, and the faces of the people who came gradually became clearer, but I saw a gloomy old man, except for his face, his whole body was covered with golden armor.

"Who are you, and why are you blocking my way?" shouted the gold-armored man.

"The Immortal Emperor is coming, and the old man is far away. Zhu Lao stood with his hands in his hands.

"Knowing that this emperor is coming, you still dare to stop me! Under the sword of the killing god, there is no living mouth!" The immortal emperor drew his sword and pointed obliquely, wanting to kill him.

"Immortal Emperor don't worry, Chen'er has been sealed in the enchantment by the old man with spiritual power, and you can't find him. Zhu Lao replied leisurely.

"Hmph, I can't find it, I kill you, the enchantment will naturally collapse, and I can't find it!" Don't talk nonsense, look at the sword!" Before the words fell, the sword of the killing god was full of light, and it came straight to Zhu Lao's chest with a thunderous momentum, extremely ruthless, without the slightest immortal demeanor.

Zhu Lao retreated in response, fell a few feet, whistled, and waved his sleeves forward. In an instant, thousands of bamboo leaves fell in response to the sound, turning into a rain of arrows and attacking the Immortal Emperor.

Although bamboo leaves are mortal, they are extremely sharp under the blessing of Zhu Lao's spiritual power. Although the Immortal Emperor was dressed in armor, he did not dare to wait for leisure. Then the sword danced back, and the sound of the gold and stone clashing was endless.

The old bamboo trick changed again, and most of the bamboo leaves merged into one place, turning into a verdant bamboo dragon, climbing along the sword body.

The Immortal Emperor was afraid of the growth of branches for a long time, and did not want to entangle with it, so he urged the spiritual power with all his strength, and the sword body turned into flames, burning the bamboo dragon to the ground. The tip of the sword transformed into a flame dragon, accelerating suddenly, and a flash of fire suddenly came.

Zhu Lao Xiuwei was weaker than the Immortal Emperor, and at the beginning, the Immortal Emperor saw that Zhu Lao stood indifferently, and he was suspicious and did not go all out, so he could fight one or two. In the face of the Immortal Emperor's domineering sword with all his might, Zhu Lao was already unavoidable.

The sword of killing God pierced through the chest and came out through the body, which has become a mortal situation. Zhu Lao stared at the Immortal Emperor with a smile, and suddenly grabbed the hilt of the sword with both hands.

Looking at the happy smile in Zhu Lao's eyes, the Immortal Emperor secretly said in his heart: "It's not good, this person dies as bait, and there must be a cat." Then he dodged and retreated, but it was too late. A silent palm came from behind, fluttering like flying smoke, like a slow illness, gently caressing the back of the Immortal Emperor.

A mouthful of blood spurted out instantly, and the Immortal Emperor galloped away in pain. The golden light flashed, and there was no trace, and the sound lingered: "The dark night, the enemy of this palm, this emperor remembers, and he will return it in the future!"

At this time, Zhu Lao's whole body was already drenched in blood, and the sword of killing gods was still inserted in his chest.

"Old ghost, why bother?" the Demon Lord had already appeared.

"Long Fei is an old thief and cunning... If not... How to hurt him...", the corner of Zhu Lao's mouth was gushing blood, and he said intermittently: "I was hit by your broken soul palm... This thief can't make waves for at least a few decades..."

"Is it worth it to be seriously injured in exchange for his death?" the Demon Lord asked.

"Value! The dust has been crowned by heaven and earth... In time... It will become a big weapon...", the bamboo old gradually couldn't support it, and slowly fell backwards. The Demon Lord stepped forward quickly and held Zhu Lao.

"When I die... Chen'er, please take care of you secretly... Long Fei is an old thief who is bound to make a comeback... I've left a message in the enchantment... I hope that the dust will live up to the trust... The mortal realm... Fate is tied to this..."Zhu Lao could no longer support it, and his body was completely exhausted.

Perhaps because he has absorbed too much aura of heaven and earth, it is already a unitary time for the heart to wake up. I didn't see the figure of Zhu Lao, so I pushed the door out, but saw a light curtain rise outside the door: "Chen'er, if you see this letter, it means that I am dead." Don't be sad, think of my grandiose grandson, how can I be a crying slug. Don't be surprised, I'm your grandfather. The stakes are high, I have been hiding from you for twenty years. Now that you're a weak adult, it's time to know this. You are the son of my son Mu Yinchuan and the demon princess Youyuehan, it was your second uncle who harmed them back then, this rebel. Hey, didn't the wise and martial Emperor also be bewitched by Long Fei's old thief and opened Hangu, shouldn't it. Chen'er, there are three worlds of mortal, demon, and immortal in heaven and earth, and we mortals should not become cannon fodder for the conspiracy of the immortal emperor to dominate the three realms. The immortal clan is powerful, you are the only hope for the common people in the mortal world, and you will understand what grandpa means in the future. Chen'er, you are my shepherd's grandson, please do everything in your power to regain control of the herdsmen and protect the mortal world! Grandpa is gone, and the road ahead will depend on you!"

The light curtain collapsed, turning into tiny points of light and slowly dissipating. The boy stood dazed, already in tears. The bamboo sea is silent, and the remnant sun is as red as blood!